Wednesday, June 20

Textual Feeling: Underpants Optional

if anyone wondered how long it took me to get to the gym from my place of employment, don't worry, i timed myself today. it takes me 3 1/3 "call me maybe" songs.

also, this happened today:me: uhhh. i got to work and realized i forgot to put on underwear. so shitler has agreed to bring me a pair later.b: what a sweetheart. who forgets underwear?me: sometimes i get confused in the morning.b: it would appear so.me: i just want some underpants before i go to the gym. i'm worried i'll chafe without them.b: nobody likes chafing.
**five hours later**me: i just got my underwear.b: wow. did he have to make it for you first?me: i could only imagine if i got a pair he made. it would be constructed out of some sort of burlap.me: also, he pulled up in visitor parking which faces right into the conference room. and instead of just handing me the underwear like a normal person he insisted on whipping them around in the air like some sort of lasso. mind you - there was a meeting going on in the conference room at the time. so i can only assume they were all privy to the show.b: well, at least they had an entertaining meeting.

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i picture this is how murphy lee would look reminding me to put some damn underwear on in the morning: